Jock required

[SJ Strap]

My high school required a PE class and had a gym uniform. We’d all buy the same printed thin white T-shirt, red cotton shorts, and a basic white jock. We were also required to shower after class which meant lining up for a speed wash in a gang shower and then taking ONE worn out towel handed to us by the gym teacher. Then it was out the door into the cold to walk home. If your hair was still wet then maybe you should get a haircut. You’re not getting a second towel.

I hated sports because of this. Every element of this experience was spartan, discipline, and regimented. I was at a public school in a working class town, so it wasn’t a matter of any of us being too entitled or precious compared to any of the other students. Most families were broke. “Too broke to bitch about it“ was the standing joke.

By the middle of senior year my red shorts were failing me. I’d grown out of them and didn’t want to ask my dad for the money to get new ones. The jock was too. The elastic was done for. I asked the teacher/football coach/towel guard if there was anything in the lost and found that might fit me. He said he’d look, and the next day had a ‘new’ uniform for me. I had no idea who left it or why, but it was nice to have something that fit me better.

I had it on before I thought about some other guy’s junk having been there in that jock first. I saw every dick in my class five times a week from September through May, but I’d never really thought about other guys’ junk. But with the used jock it was somehow instantly personal. Who was he? Why was the pouch all stretched out? What happened to him or where did he go in such a hurry that he left his gym clothes? The though returned again and again that I was wearing his jock. We were junk brothers somehow.

From then I started looking at my classmates as they changed into and out of their uniforms. I noticed a few of the guys joking with each other as they stood in just their jocks. I stopped hating gym class. I started looking at guys. I was taking a solid look, rather than scanning to recognize friend or foe. These were the first steps of an awakening, and all because of a used jock.

 

[Bike57]

My high school required a PE class and had a gym uniform. We’d all buy the same printed thin white T-shirt, red cotton shorts, and a basic white jock. We were also required to shower after class which meant lining up for a speed wash in a gang shower and then taking ONE worn out towel handed to us by the gym teacher. Then it was out the door into the cold to walk home. If your hair was still wet then maybe you should get a haircut. You’re not getting a second towel.

I hated sports because of this. Every element of this experience was spartan, discipline, and regimented. I was at a public school in a working class town, so it wasn’t a matter of any of us being too entitled or precious compared to any of the other students. Most families were broke. “Too broke to bitch about it“ was the standing joke.

By the middle of senior year my red shorts were failing me. I’d grown out of them and didn’t want to ask my dad for the money to get new ones. The jock was too. The elastic was done for. I asked the teacher/football coach/towel guard if there was anything in the lost and found that might fit me. He said he’d look, and the next day had a ‘new’ uniform for me. I had no idea who left it or why, but it was nice to have something that fit me better.

I had it on before I thought about some other guy’s junk having been there in that jock first. I saw every dick in my class five times a week from September through May, but I’d never really thought about other guys’ junk. But with the used jock it was somehow instantly personal. Who was he? Why was the pouch all stretched out? What happened to him or where did he go in such a hurry that he left his gym clothes? The though returned again and again that I was wearing his jock. We were junk brothers somehow.

From then I started looking at my classmates as they changed into and out of their uniforms. I noticed a few of the guys joking with each other as they stood in just their jocks. I stopped hating gym class. I started looking at guys. I was taking a solid look, rather than scanning to recognize friend or foe. These were the first steps of an awakening, and all because of a used jock.

Pretty much the same in my high school even down to the red shorts, Tee, and white jock and the towel handed out by the coach.. Small rural town and everything you got at the start of the year better last the whole year. Wasn't so sure if I lost part of my gym uniform, I'd be taking class buck naked! There was always extra clothes in the lost and found, but never washed. There were there to be used and returned. I did loan my jock out once to a neighbor kid who broke a strap on his jock. He never gave it a thought about having a used jock on. He just wanted to avoid an incomplete for the class.

 

[SJ Strap]

Pretty much the same in my high school even down to the red shorts, Tee, and white jock and the towel handed out by the coach.. Small rural town and everything you got at the start of the year better last the whole year. Wasn't so sure if I lost part of my gym uniform, I'd be taking class buck naked! There was always extra clothes in the lost and found, but never washed. There were there to be used and returned. I did loan my jock out once to a neighbor kid who broke a strap on his jock. He never gave it a thought about having a used jock on. He just wanted to avoid an incomplete for the class.

Understood about the incomplete. There was always a kid on Monday who forgot his laundry at home and was marked absent. No wonder everybody ran from that place after graduation.

 

[Bike57]

I think way back, PE class was all about regimen, and physical fitness in case we were drafted. You followed rules, had uniforms, and learned about teamwork. I do know jockstraps were required at some point because of insurance reasons at the school I went to. I know the coach always mentioned that at the start of the year. It still makes sense to protect a guy's nuts with a jock to you could reproduce and bring more Americans into the world to work and defend the country, especially after the loss of life in 2 World Wars, Korea and Vietnam. Seems after the draft ended, PE classes declined in physical fitness and the jockstrap got pushed aside. The main reasons we all wore one are still there, but unless someone makes it a part of the regimen again, this generation is on it's own. Too bad really. When you are searching around check for posts by @CoachBob to see his view on it. BIKE had a strong foothold in most of the schools and the school office even sold spare jocks here.

 

[SJ Strap]

I understand that perspective. Being nude next to your classmates (and potential Army mates) just wasn’t an issue In those times. You wore a jock because coach told you to do it and you didn’t question it because that’s not your role to question anything. It’s amazing more of us didn’t end up craving hierarchy role play in the bedroom. I’ll definitely look for @CoachBob.

 

[jockstrapbulge]

I had an awful experience with PE. The teacher informed us late in the day we all had to show up TOMORROW with a jockstrap. I shook llke a leaf. I couldn't mention it to my mother and my father was working... I was so embarrassed. And to top it off the guy said I don't want any pansies here! NO FAGS in my classes! So I just never showed up for gym. We did have a kinder more gentler teacher who taught archery and I did show up for that but that was it. TODAY if they talked to me like that they would be fired. I was bullied most of my life and would not tolerate it now. I missed out on so much for "being different"

 

[ibz1492]

I had an awful experience with PE. The teacher informed us late in the day we all had to show up TOMORROW with a jockstrap. I shook llke a leaf. I couldn't mention it to my mother and my father was working... I was so embarrassed. And to top it off the guy said I don't want any pansies here! NO FAGS in my classes! So I just never showed up for gym. We did have a kinder more gentler teacher who taught archery and I did show up for that but that was it. TODAY if they talked to me like that they would be fired. I was bullied most of my life and would not tolerate it now. I missed out on so much for "being different"

I feel your pain. I was "different" as well, but was part of the popular group who ran most activities and held all offices at school. Luckily, I also had 3 very close friends who were the same as me and all of us were in that power group. But it was still difficult at times. I was never made to seem different, thankfully.
Many years later, now, the son of a lady who works for me is most probably gay. He is perhaps the most effeminate 16 yr old I have ever known. The problem is that his mother doesn't seem to recognize it and I would love to help him, but not sure if I should say anything to him, or his mother. I feel so sorry for the kid! Any thoughts from my fellow bulge jock lovers?

 

[The Bike Man.]

We were required back in junior high to have official PE uniforms and athletic supporters for class, plus shower after class. I never was good enough for PE and the playing of dodge ball was hated the most. Never was a jock but to this day I am a loyal athletic supporter.

 

[Jocked Runner]

I had an awful experience with PE. The teacher informed us late in the day we all had to show up TOMORROW with a jockstrap. I shook llke a leaf. I couldn't mention it to my mother and my father was working... I was so embarrassed. And to top it off the guy said I don't want any pansies here! NO FAGS in my classes! So I just never showed up for gym. We did have a kinder more gentler teacher who taught archery and I did show up for that but that was it. TODAY if they talked to me like that they would be fired. I was bullied most of my life and would not tolerate it now. I missed out on so much for "being different"

I think there are many who suffered in similar ways, although each boy's experience is unique. The only “PE” we ever did in my UK school was football (soccer), at which I was HOPELESS and loathed. I think 1970s bred a particular type of sadistic male sports teacher. It put me off all sport until I became a runner in my 40s. The sad thing is when I was training hard a few years ago I was in top 40 in UK for my age group and I wonder what things would have been like if I had been given the right opportunities and encouragement when I was young....?

 

[Oldschoolbiketen]

I loved everything about P.E. and my son would have called me a "try hard". I always needed a shower after class.

 

[packedstrap]

Jockstraps were required for gym and I think it was 6th or 7th grade. Now I already played little league so the fact that I had a cup was not an issue. Dad knew I needed one for gym and I think they gave us a week to get one. It was the early 80's so the stay-at-home mom was going out of style. We were a rather stereotypical 80's family. Mom drove the family car which was a couple the same length as a suburban and had d'Elegance on badging. I only said all of this to get to the story. The gym teacher already had stated we were to be strapped for every gym class. My father and I already had talked about the need for me to have a regular jockstrap. So my worries about wearing one was not an issue especially since I was ready. However, this is where the embarrassment started after a evening shopping trip with my mother for clothes. (Do not get ahead of me) Mom and I did the mall from one end to the other and some smaller shops she thought had good clothes in between. We are done with the packages in the trunk. Hit a drive through for dinner and as we start to enter our subdivision, our house was a few streets in, she decided to start talking to me about the need to wear a jockstrap. Now this is not really a conversation I want to have with my mother. So I was polite and said thank you. OH NO she did not stop. I said thank you again. Finally I just blurted out did dad talk to the girls (my older sisters) about the need for a BRA? That did stop her but I just kept focus on the hood ornament and wanting to get into the house. I think I was in the house with the shopping bags before I heard the trunk fully close. I remember that is if it was yesterday.

 

[ibz1492]

I never had to deal with the jockstrap chat with my mom, but when she did buy a strap for me, she was with a neighbour lady, and they shopped together (maybe because they were not comfortable asking a salesman for a jockstrap). When they got back to our house, my mom called up to me and said she had something for me. I went to the top of the steps, looking down as she threw a package up the stairs to me. I was so excited, I put it on immediately and then started to jerk-off.
About 10 years later, I was shopping with my mom in the big city near us. We sat on a bench in a mini park to chat for a few minutes. Out of nowhere, my mom asked in a rather subtle, but very polite way, how do men keep from sitting on their "personal parts" when we sit down. I couldn't believe my ears, but it was also such a cute question. My dad was never one to talk a lot, so I guess that my mom never felt it was OK to ask him. Not sure how long it took me to process the question, but I said that it just doesn't happen. This was in the days that all boys and young men wore tightie-whities or similar, but my dad wore loose boxers. His very large, low hanging balls might really hang low enough to get sat upon!
I didn't get into that subject as I felt guilty that I always craved a look at my naked dad. Funny how silly things remain in our memories!!!!!

 

[SJ Strap]

but I said that it just doesn't happen.

It would have been delightful to reply that the parts have a mind of their own and know enough to get out of the way. She would have remembered that answer.

 

[ScottTheJockGuy]

I wish we required jockstraps for gym class. I was one of the few boys who strapped up. It was pretty much just me, and the few boys in class who were on the football or baseball team. Other than that, everyone stripped to their underwear and then into their gym uniform. A few of us showered, but that wasn't required either. Pretty much the same thing, the athletes showered, nobody else did.
I did notice though that a few of my buddies wore briefs, which was surprising to me. I thought it was just me and one buddy (the one who made me learn my love for cock).

 

[jxguy]

In the second grade, I was part of a wrestling clinic where a singlet, jocks and proper wrestling shoes were required—it was a package deal for our clothes our parents paid for. Of course none of us knew what a jock was and I very well could have been one of the guys who put it on backwards, but we took notice of the older guys and followed suit. After the first week, it was no big deal. Showers were not required, but you were the odd man out if you didn’t.

Starting in the fourth grade (which PE was required until you graduated high school) we started PE with showers. Jocks and proper shoes were the only requirements. Our school was a rural poor area where a lot of guys found themselves searching the lost and found for items—including jocks.

The PE teacher had jock checks—either by a waistband or an ass strap daily. He was a stickler for jocks. If you had forgotten your jock you had the opportunity for him to lend you one from the lost and found before class, but if he caught you wearing anything but a jock, you were marked absent—it was ALWAYS a Monday when guys would be marked abscent since they’d forget their clothes at home. The teacher was also the one who handed out the towels once you were done with your shower.

The PE teacher himself wore jocks daily and between seeing his waistband and leg straps, it wasn’t uncommon for him to change in the coach’s office that was in front of the showers. For several years our PE class was right before lunch and he showered with us every day. In fact, all of our teachers doubled as coaches and they all wore jocks and required them for any sport or physical activity. I have seen and showered with all of my male teachers in high school at some point or another. No big deal whatsoever. That was the norm.

I would say at any given time 10-20 jocks were in the lost and found. They did launder the lost and found since it was so heavily used and we were all warned about the dangers of jock itch.

 

[jockstrapbulge]

If I ever found a gym with 10 or 20 jocks in lost and found today I would be taking them home with me!

 

[ScottTheJockGuy]

I loved everything about P.E. and my son would have called me a "try hard". I always needed a shower after class.

Same. I was trying to earn the respect of the football players, so I played as hard as i could, and would usually be dripping as we headed back to the locker room

 

[ibz1492]

I think there are many who suffered in similar ways, although each boy's experience is unique. The only “PE” we ever did in my UK school was football (soccer), at which I was HOPELESS and loathed. I think 1970s bred a particular type of sadistic male sports teacher. It put me off all sport until I became a runner in my 40s. The sad thing is when I was training hard a few years ago I was in top 40 in UK for my age group and I wonder what things would have been like if I had been given the right opportunities and encouragement when I was young....?

I wasn't into team sports as a kid but absolutely loved gymnastics and was good at it... But my Dad had been a semi-pro American football player after his university time and didn't think much of my gymnastics, so he never encouraged any sporting activities. As for guy chat and jocks, and caring for my goodies, he was always very very open. Hell, if I had a cock n balls the size of his, I'd never wear clothes unless necessary. I was sooo jealous of his monsters and he never missed the opportunity to let me see him naked, shaved smooth too! That's why I have always been fully shaved as well. That look drives me crazy.

 

[billTO]

I think there are many who suffered in similar ways, although each boy's experience is unique. The only “PE” we ever did in my UK school was football (soccer), at which I was HOPELESS and loathed. I think 1970s bred a particular type of sadistic male sports teacher. It put me off all sport until I became a runner in my 40s. The sad thing is when I was training hard a few years ago I was in top 40 in UK for my age group and I wonder what things would have been like if I had been given the right opportunities and encouragement when I was young....?

PE was pretty hopeless. I had zero interest or ability in team sports, including indoor basketball in the winter. If there haD been any fitness equipment available such as you find in public gyms today, I might have tried it, working out individually.

Does anyone here know if such equipment is now common in highschools? Or are students given any choice in what activity/ies they do?

 

[ScottTheJockGuy]

I wasn't into team sports as a kid but absolutely loved gymnastics and was good at it... But my Dad had been a semi-pro American football player after his university time and didn't think much of my gymnastics, so he never encouraged any sporting activities. As for guy chat and jocks, and caring for my goodies, he was always very very open. Hell, if I had a cock n balls the size of his, I'd never wear clothes unless necessary. I was sooo jealous of his monsters and he never missed the opportunity to let me see him naked, shaved smooth too! That's why I have always been fully shaved as well. That look drives me crazy.

I wish I had that relationship with my dad. I mean, he too never had a problem being naked around me, but that's about it.
And like you, my dad's pubic hair is why I keep mine natural. He had a very dense patch of hair, and I'd like mine to be just as dense.

 

[Cupjock]

PE was my lifeblood, and I was playing sports, and wearing a cup, at an early age. I used to be the guy who looked down on the guys who didn't want to wear a Jockstrap in PE. I wear a jock most every day still, often a cup jock.

 

[fubarnd]

I wish we required jockstraps for gym class. I was one of the few boys who strapped up. It was pretty much just me, and the few boys in class who were on the football or baseball team. Other than that, everyone stripped to their underwear and then into their gym uniform. A few of us showered, but that wasn't required either. Pretty much the same thing, the athletes showered, nobody else did.
I did notice though that a few of my buddies wore briefs, which was surprising to me. I thought it was just me and one buddy (the one who made me learn my love for cock).

How long ago was this?

 

[ScottTheJockGuy]

How long ago was this?

Oh god... Um... 19 years ago?

 

[fubarnd]

Oh god... Um... 19 years ago?

That's awesome. I graduated in 2000 and it seems like up in our corner of the world in rural Montana we were the last ones wearing jockstraps consistently. Fashion trends hadn't reached us I guess

 

[ScottTheJockGuy]

That's awesome. I graduated in 2000 and it seems like up in our corner of the world in rural Montana we were the last ones wearing jockstraps consistently. Fashion trends hadn't reached us I guess

I used to go watch my nephew at baseball practice and games. I always found it funny, you could tell which boys were strapped and cupped. They always acted invincible, knocking their cups, throwing baseballs at each other's crotches.
But even then it wasn't too common to see.